A woman at work just dropped by and said she had dreamt that I was a hockey star last night. She was part of a team who were watching me play and wondering why I wasn’t a professional hockey player.
I would like to think that dreams are doorways into alternate universes and that there is a ‘me’ out there that can skate.
On the note of dreams, they are funny creatures. Let’s take this example – I don’t even really know this woman but she has a dream of me. Why is that? Why does our mind plant images into scenarios? Is it all random? Is there a higher power at work?
iplaying: – The Dartmouth Soundsystem – Matt Mays (…When The Angels Make Contact)
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7 responses to “Hockey Star!”
What the hell are you doing around the office that random people are dreaming of you?
Does she read your Blog? The one about the trip to see the Canadians.
I had a dream the other night that some random guy I knew in high school tried to pummel the crap out of me. I haven’t seen him in years. Who knows how the mysteries of the subconscious work!
Also, again I say Huzzah! Seems like I can still comment while at work. I hope this is a permanent glitch!
Thank god it was onlya dream of you on ice and not lets’ say in the shower or something racy like that lmao
Right, women dreaming of you uh? It’s alright, I’ve got Melissa dreaming of me…. 😉
It’s true, I constantly dream of Véro. Actually, last night, I had a dream of Véro similar to the one your colleague had of you. Only, in my dream, all Véro was wearing was a hockey jersey 😉
Now that we are getting the fantasy dreams of your friends out in the open… is there anything else SHOCKING !! that you wish to let us faithful blog readers know about….more dirt more dirt… ( as the chant grows from the restless crowd !!!!)